I turned to look and there was a silver collar around my neck. One of those things with spiral interwoven links. It was beautiful and in a weird way k...ind of matched the chain between my nipples. My new look. ‘Tell your husband you couldn’t resist it. I’m sure he’ll understand,’ said the voice. I’ve read about collaring slaves – romantic stories about women giving themselves totally to their husband, lover, master; and always it’s a high point in a relationship. Not for me, but then I wasn’t. I cannot stop my anxiety after seeing them,I pressed her huge boob for more than 2 minutes & licked her pink left nipple …She again started moaning ahh & said “Kumar please do it slowly”..Then she removed my banian and under wear & started kissing me…we both are in the full swing .Then I removed her panty & saw the juices flowing out of her lovely cunt…I slowly inserted my finger in her pussy & it was so tight than I expected & I asked her “Are u virgin” she nodded in a positive way..& said me. Just don't lose it again." You do." What?" You hold it against me. The things I've done. Sure, I helped out a bit, but you still hate me. I get it. I'm not mad. Just got my hopes up, is all. I won't stay here if even one of you guys hates me. The Scoobies, I mean. I honestly couldn't care less if any of the newbies doesn't like me. But you guys are the only family I've ever known, so I can't stand knowin' that you hate me." I don't hate you. I don't mean it to seem that way, I'm just... a bit. “What’s up, Comanche Woman? You want to wrestle again?” I asked.When she answered my teasing question, I knew she’d been spending way too much time with Belle.“No dear, I love you too much to hurt you,” the little minx said as she thrust my clothes at me. “Belle said for you to change in your office, because we are busy in the apartment.”I stared at her as if she was one of the patrons at the bar in that movie ‘Star Wars’ I saw just before I left Phoenix in my last life. She giggled and gently.